MY PERSONAL ASSISTANT
Rated: M
[ALL-NEW! Known as The Principal and Mebefore.]
Author: XxblackwingsxX
Beta Reader: animefanatic15
Summary:
As one of the most sought bachelorsand the youngest principal in the history of Japan, it is hard for Natsume Hyuuga to find an appropriate personal assistant. So when his mother's best friend recommended her niece, he was apprehensive. Yet when he met her, he couldn't quite understand his attraction to the simple and mysterious scholar from Kyoto, Mikan Sakura, who, in some ways, was familiar to him. Will Natsume succumb to a desire he didn't anticipate or will he stop himself from falling for his very own personal assistant?
PROLOGUE
The night was humid. The birds sang in a melancholic tune as the clouds obscured the full moon - its light unable to penetrate, thus coating everything in darkness.
"I hate you papa…" A voice as cold as the gust of the December wind said.
A ten-year old girl emerged from the array of trees. Her apricot dress was drenched in blood, her eyes held agony,her hands were trembling, and a warm, scarlet liquid streamed down her thighs.
"You hurt me papa…" She fell on her knees and her body shook as she cried. "Where are you mama?" she cried again, clutching her aching abdomen and curling into a ball. "Where are you?!"
But no one answered her pleas. She hadn't heard any comprehensible reply, only the scurrying of the animals around her and the constant rustle of the leaves. Thethrobbing in between her thighs ceased, butit didn't erase the fact that she was tainted by someone with the same blood as hers. She was disgusted – disgusted to the extent that she started to scratch her nails on her legs, trying to remove the feel of her father's hands on it.
"You're bad papa…"
Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. She didn't know how long she was lying there, pouring her heart out to the damp ground. She was losing hope… she was –
- she saw him.
He was walking towards her; his strides were long and measured. He then crouched and said, "Hey, what happened to you?"
His voice was soft and filled with concern.
"I-I am hurt," she blurted; hot tears spilled from her eyes andshe buried her face in her palms.
"Which part?"
"All..."
He smoothed her hair. "Who did this to you?"
She groaned in response.
"You can tell me."
She felt his warm hands enclosing hers and he placed a finger on her chin, making her look up.
She stared at him. His hair ranged from dark raven to black and his features were chiseled. His skin was pale in contrast to his dark clothing. She dared look into his eyes. Crimson met hazel.
"Tell me."
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A/N: Thank you to those who supported The Principal and Me and I apologize if you don't like the change I made. To be honest, I lost my inspiration a long time ago already; probably when I was writing the latest chapter. I don't know what had gotten into this puny brain of mine but I've been thinking of revising this since December '09 so I made some drafts and… voila! I hope the short prologue catches your interest. Well, tell me what you think, okay? G'day!
IMPORTANT NOTE: This will be updated on March 2010, as I have said. Please don't force me to update sooner coz I do have a life okay? : D